Chapter 1183: Strong Enemy Attacks

Before the light column dispersed, they rushed in and disappeared.

At this time, Ye Xinghe felt that his feet were a little wet, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him was an endless lake, with countless swords scattered in the pool.

Black clouds rolled overhead, and thunder rolled.

The entire secret realm was filled with no less than a hundred kinds of sword intent.

Mottled and messy, thick and majestic.

However, although the sword intent was strong, it could not stop Ye Xinghe at all.

"Is this the secret realm of the sky?"

He glanced at the scene in front of him, slightly shocked.

"Millions of swords are sunken, and the sword intent is eternal."

"Could this king-level artifact also be a sword?"

When he was confused, he walked on the lake and walked slowly forward.

The sword intent here turned into a big net, covering the entire secret realm, and it was impossible to walk in the air.

Ye Xinghe walked and looked, but was surprised to find that the swords sunk here all had names.

Zhan Tian, ​​Lie Shan, Duan Hong, looking at the names one by one, it was like a horse-drawn tour.

Just as he walked near a sword named Bingpo, the sword vibrated violently, and an amazing sword intent was transmitted! A cloud of ice-blue mist suddenly emerged from the sword, transforming into the appearance of an old man in a blue robe.

The sword intent on his body was majestic and icy! Ye Xinghe was surprised: "It's actually a sword spirit!"

The sword has a spirit, just like the two sword spirits in his body.

However, this sword has long been rusty, and it may have experienced a thousand years.

The sword spirit did not dissipate, and the aura on his body was not even weaker than that of a strong man in the seventh floor of the Spirit Lake Realm! Just as he was thinking, the ancient sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a crisp sword sound came out.

He had a strong desire to devour the sword spirit! Ye Xinghe was shocked again: "Could it be that this sword can restore its strength by devouring the sword spirit?"

At this moment, the blue-robed old man waved his hand, and the Bingpo sword under him fell into his hand.

The rolling cold air gathered and condensed a layer of ice crystals on the sword.

Then, the old man in blue robe ran towards Ye Xinghe and slashed with a sword! Ye Xinghe urged the divine power and injected it into the ancient sword in his hand.

On the sword, a green light lit up, surging and spitting endlessly.

He thrust out with a sword and hit the ice crystal.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the ice crystal shattered.

The Bingpo sword hit the ancient sword, and it was like the ice crystal, instantly shattered into thousands of pieces! On the ancient sword, the green light rose, and a devouring force came out.

In the blink of an eye, the old man in blue robe was sucked into the sword.

There was another light sound of "click", and the rust on the sword actually cracked.

A faint golden light flashed from the green light, and then returned to calm.

Ye Xinghe held up the ancient sword and frowned.

In the crack, the seemingly ordinary rust actually revealed tiny and dense, rotating endlessly.

"Is this a seal?"

He suddenly realized: "It turns out that swallowing sword spirits can break the seal on the sword!"

"This sword is definitely more than just a top-level treasure!"

In the secret realm, there are mostly ownerless sword spirits.

After thousands of years, they have long lost their intelligence and only have the instinct to kill.

As long as they continue to swallow these sword spirits, they will definitely be able to break the seal on the sword! Thinking of this, Ye Xinghe walked and looked, and encountered many sword spirits.

However, this place is still outside the secret realm, and the sword spirits are too weak.

Ye Xinghe walked and searched, and continued to go deeper.

For two hours, the ancient sword had swallowed seven sword spirits.

But the cracks in the seal on the sword only spread a little, with little effect.

Ye Xinghe frowned and murmured: "It's far from enough to break the seal!"

"I want to go deeper and find a stronger sword spirit!"

As he said, he was about to continue moving forward.

Suddenly, several strange breaths came from behind, hiding murderous intent! He suddenly turned around and saw a group of disciples from the Sword Tempering Valley walking towards him.

The leader was handsome, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

It was Bai Tianyu! When a disciple from the Sword Tempering Valley saw Ye Xinghe, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and he shouted loudly: "Brother Bai, it's him!"

"The man in front is Ye Xinghe!"

Bai Tianyu stared at Ye Xinghe, and murderous intent rose from his body.

"Ye Xinghe! It was you who killed Zhengyang?"

Ye Xinghe frowned: "Who are you?"

The disciple next to Bai Tianyu sneered: "This is our senior brother of the Sword Tempering Valley, Bai Tianyu!"

"Bai Zhengyang who died in your hands is the younger brother of the senior brother!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe sneered: "I wonder who it is!"

"It turned out to be the puppy of the old dog's family!"

Bai Tianyu was furious and roared wildly: "Little beast, I want you to die!"

The murderous intent gushed out, as sharp as a knife! He took out a black heavy sword, urged the divine power in his body, and injected it into the sword.

On the sword, black thunder suddenly appeared, swimming rapidly on the sword, crackling! In the thunder, there was also a hot air spreading out! Seeing this scene, several disciples beside him retreated.

"Look! Senior Brother has even used the Black Flame Divine Thunder, that kid will definitely die!"

"I have heard that Senior Brother's Crazy Thunder and Fire God Technique can cultivate the Thunder and Fire Divine Gang, and it is true!"

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Bai Tianyu's realm is the peak of the eighth level of the Spirit Lake Realm."

"And the power of his Black Flame Divine Thunder is far beyond that of warriors of the same realm."

"If I fight him, it will be difficult to win!"

Thinking of this, he decided to avoid the edge for the time being, and he will definitely win after finding the king-level artifact! Ye Xinghe urged the divine gang in his body, and the starlight flashed under his feet, and his figure retreated violently.

Seeing this, Bai Tianyu shouted angrily: "Little beast, where are you running to!"

He shook his arms, and held his hands in front of him, spinning rapidly! The black flame thunder roared, and the breath continued to rise! Then, he shouted angrily: "Go!"

"The Divine Flame Thunder Breaking Sky Sword!"

Bai Tianyu blasted out with a palm, and the rotating black heavy sword flew out! I saw the black light flashing, and it was behind Ye Xinghe in an instant! So fast! Ye Xinghe's face changed slightly, and he turned around suddenly.

The mighty divine power in his body, like a surging river, flowed into the sword, and he held the sword horizontally in front of him.

With a bang, the tip of the sword in the middle hit the ancient sword fiercely, and a spark was wiped out! The majestic force came, and Ye Xinghe retreated more than ten steps and almost fell! He frowned even tighter, and the divine power in his body continued to flow into the sword to resist the power of the black flame thunder.

Bai Tianyu sneered: "How dare you resist my Divine Flame Thunder Breaking Heaven Sword?

You're looking for death!"

"Thunder piercing the clouds!"

With a roar, he formed a seal in his hand.

On the rotating heavy sword, all the black flame divine thunder gathered at the tip of the sword and suddenly erupted! It actually penetrated the ancient sword and hit Ye Xinghe's chest fiercely! Ye Xinghe's face suddenly changed, his body shook, and starlight surrounded him like clouds! Then, bits of starlight gathered on his chest and condensed into star armor.

With a bang, the black flame divine thunder exploded! The star armor on his chest fell apart in an instant! Ye Xinghe vomited blood, flew out backwards, and fell heavily to the ground! The black flame divine thunder invaded the meridians in his body, sometimes burning like a raging fire, and sometimes stinging like a thunder.